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Post by Sue on Dec 9, 2010 13:06:45 GMT -5
Well . . . the good news: The ultrasound tech warmed the gel before she slathered it liberally on my right boobie. As to the rest - don't know anything yet. She said the radiologist would be carefully comparing the results to my mammogram and my ultrasound from two years ago, and the doc would call me in a few days and let me know how things seem. If there is any doubt about the nature of the anamolies, I guess I will have to have a biopsy. I am not too worried - I had a huge liquid filled cyst drained right in that area a few years ago, and my blood test results were really good in all areas . . . also - I just can't describe how different this sort of thing feels to me now. When I had the lump a few years ago, and the doc initially seemed so concerned, I got extremely anxious and agitated. But it was all about not leaving Vince. My upset was all around "Oh no, no, no, no, no! I cannot be seriously sick or die anytime soon. Vince needs me too much and he's not ready yet to be without me." Now - yes, I still want to be healthy of course, because I want to proceed with the fostering stuff, and I don't want to go through physical suffering and pain, etc. But I'm facing the hint that something serious COULD be wrong, with little to no anxiety. It's just so very, very different, when the thought isn't: "Oh no, I'll be leaving my son!" and is more like "OK, so I might see my son again sooner than I thought." I know this sounds odd, but every possibility, about anything, these days, for me, is "Win-win" - since . . . well, I can no longer identify a worst-case-scenario, if you know what I mean. Quoting myself to say: Heard from doc. There is a "solid-looking area," but it has "benign characteristics" and it is where I had the cyst drained in 2008, so they believe it to be benign tissue due to the former cyst (I am not using the official wording exactly here - don't really remember it). Anyhow, I have to go back for another ultrasound in six months. So: whoo and hoo - all seems well. Yay.
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Post by Sue on Dec 9, 2010 13:07:47 GMT -5
Let's see... no, you really don't want to hear me bitch about no sleep again, right? Let me just say that someone who decides the bed needs remade at fifteen minutes to three, with me in it, and then macrame's the top sheet so it has a full bias fold from the bottom left to the top right? Is not my friend.
Julia, also, amazing stupendous disgusting amounts of warm rain. Window open, heters off, 72 F in here.Except for the fact that I know you just got a new mattress I'd suggest it was time to sleep ala Rob and Lora Petry
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Post by Sue on Dec 9, 2010 13:10:23 GMT -5
NEWS!
Allie will be going to D.C. to work for International Justice Mission.
I don't have any other details because the unnatural child did not forward me the official email. But she did call from work. And apologized for moping around the house for the past 3 days. Now, being Allie, she's all sad about moving away.
It's the same length of time as she spent in Brazil -- and a whole lot closer! Although, where she is going to live for 5 months I have no clue. IJM doesn't actually list it's address on the website because of the work they do with slavery and abuse.
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Post by Sara on Dec 9, 2010 13:46:28 GMT -5
Quoting myself to say: Heard from doc. There is a "solid-looking area," but it has "benign characteristics" and it is where I had the cyst drained in 2008, so they believe it to be benign tissue due to the former cyst (I am not using the official wording exactly here - don't really remember it). Anyhow, I have to go back for another ultrasound in six months. So: whoo and hoo - all seems well.
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Dec 9, 2010 13:49:25 GMT -5
Let's see... no, you really don't want to hear me bitch about no sleep again, right? Let me just say that someone who decides the bed needs remade at fifteen minutes to three, with me in it, and then macrames the top sheet so it has a full bias fold from the bottom left to the top right? Is not my friend.
Julia, also, amazing stupendous disgusting amounts of warm rain. Window open, heters off, 72 F in here.Except for the fact that I know you just got a new mattress I'd suggest it was time to sleep ala Rob and Lora Petry He was home from work two days with what the cool kids are calling the 90 Day Cold and the bed was on fire wrecked when I got into it, but I was too tired to do more than a little preliminary kicking and tuggig and smoothing; it was too warm, also, 55F outside at night is like May, and having heaters on and the heavy comforter I'd put the covers back in my sleep, and then when he came to bed he, like, just pulled the whole pile over himself. I'm all for some sort of individual sensory deprivation tank with advanced anti-gravity functions as the perfect sleeping environment. Julia, or, again, a full-body adult clone for the both of us
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Dec 9, 2010 13:51:28 GMT -5
Well . . . the good news: The ultrasound tech warmed the gel before she slathered it liberally on my right boobie. As to the rest - don't know anything yet. She said the radiologist would be carefully comparing the results to my mammogram and my ultrasound from two years ago, and the doc would call me in a few days and let me know how things seem. If there is any doubt about the nature of the anamolies, I guess I will have to have a biopsy. I am not too worried - I had a huge liquid filled cyst drained right in that area a few years ago, and my blood test results were really good in all areas . . . also - I just can't describe how different this sort of thing feels to me now. When I had the lump a few years ago, and the doc initially seemed so concerned, I got extremely anxious and agitated. But it was all about not leaving Vince. My upset was all around "Oh no, no, no, no, no! I cannot be seriously sick or die anytime soon. Vince needs me too much and he's not ready yet to be without me." Now - yes, I still want to be healthy of course, because I want to proceed with the fostering stuff, and I don't want to go through physical suffering and pain, etc. But I'm facing the hint that something serious COULD be wrong, with little to no anxiety. It's just so very, very different, when the thought isn't: "Oh no, I'll be leaving my son!" and is more like "OK, so I might see my son again sooner than I thought." I know this sounds odd, but every possibility, about anything, these days, for me, is "Win-win" - since . . . well, I can no longer identify a worst-case-scenario, if you know what I mean. Quoting myself to say: Heard from doc. There is a "solid-looking area," but it has "benign characteristics" and it is where I had the cyst drained in 2008, so they believe it to be benign tissue due to the former cyst (I am not using the official wording exactly here - don't really remember it). Anyhow, I have to go back for another ultrasound in six months. So: whoo and hoo - all seems well. V.cool and much less scary, thanks for telling us. Julia, betting that the doc used one of their several terms for "scarring" in re the cyst.
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Post by Sara on Dec 9, 2010 14:07:07 GMT -5
Okay. I've finished making some journal corrections Kate sent to me. Now I'm debating whether to send it back now with an explanation in the email as to why I'm not doing one particular change exactly the way she wants it, or wait until tomorrow. My sole reason for waiting is that we're having a cocktail party here tonight for the museum's supporters in the community, and I really don't want to get into a discussion with her about it then.
Of course, if Kate had chosen the insanely radical option of getting her graphic designer's input on moving articles around instead of deciding where she wanted them and then informing me of it, I likely wouldn't be writing this post at all...
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Post by Squeemonster on Dec 9, 2010 14:23:29 GMT -5
Okay, here's some pics: Marshall, being the grumpy old man that he's always been: He quickly learned that if he jumped up on the furniture he'd be safe from the trauma of the puppy: Annnd, here's Oliver:
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Post by Squeemonster on Dec 9, 2010 14:30:33 GMT -5
In even more happy news, I got a puppy! He's a 9 week old Shih Tzu. I've named him Oliver. He's very sweet and has a lot of spunk. We got him yesterday. So far so good with him, except my dog Marshall is very much NOT HAPPY WITH THIS NEW SET OF CIRCUMSTANCES. I think he'll get used to him eventually, it'll just take time. I'll post some pics once I've got some decent ones to share. It's been an emotional roller coaster for me. I'm missing Peanutty so much still, and I keep having to remind myself that the puppy is not a replacement and that I will never have another Peanutty so I need to start appreciating the new one for whoever he turns out to be. Onward and upward. Can't wait to see the pics! Oliver sounds like a cutie pie. Any special reason for the name? I wanted a mature human sounding name, but one that could be shortened to something fun to say. So we can call him Ollie. I was quite torn between lots of different names, actually. I had thought for a long time that the next boy dog I had would be named George. I just liked the thought of calling a dog George. ;D But he just didn't seem like a George. There were other names I liked, such as Rupert, Eli, Fozzie, Gonzo, Loki, Monkey Boy . . . . but Oliver is what stuck. My mom says we should officially name him "Sir Oliver McSnorts-A-Lot." With his smushed up nose he's a snorter.
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Post by Sue on Dec 9, 2010 14:43:57 GMT -5
Can't wait to see the pics! Oliver sounds like a cutie pie. Any special reason for the name? I wanted a mature human sounding name, but one that could be shortened to something fun to say. So we can call him Ollie. I was quite torn between lots of different names, actually. I had thought for a long time that the next boy dog I had would be named George. I just liked the thought of calling a dog George. ;D But he just didn't seem like a George. There were other names I liked, such as Rupert, Eli, Fozzie, Gonzo, Loki, Monkey Boy . . . . but Oliver is what stuck. My mom says we should officially name him "Sir Oliver McSnorts-A-Lot." With his smushed up nose he's a snorter. Puppies: one of the 7 wonders of the world. I wouldn't mind being a grand-puppy-mother. But my kids want to do it the other way around: they want ME to own the dog fulltime while they just come and visit it.
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Post by Squeemonster on Dec 9, 2010 14:45:41 GMT -5
Well . . . the good news: The ultrasound tech warmed the gel before she slathered it liberally on my right boobie. As to the rest - don't know anything yet. She said the radiologist would be carefully comparing the results to my mammogram and my ultrasound from two years ago, and the doc would call me in a few days and let me know how things seem. If there is any doubt about the nature of the anamolies, I guess I will have to have a biopsy. I am not too worried - I had a huge liquid filled cyst drained right in that area a few years ago, and my blood test results were really good in all areas . . . also - I just can't describe how different this sort of thing feels to me now. When I had the lump a few years ago, and the doc initially seemed so concerned, I got extremely anxious and agitated. But it was all about not leaving Vince. My upset was all around "Oh no, no, no, no, no! I cannot be seriously sick or die anytime soon. Vince needs me too much and he's not ready yet to be without me." Now - yes, I still want to be healthy of course, because I want to proceed with the fostering stuff, and I don't want to go through physical suffering and pain, etc. But I'm facing the hint that something serious COULD be wrong, with little to no anxiety. It's just so very, very different, when the thought isn't: "Oh no, I'll be leaving my son!" and is more like "OK, so I might see my son again sooner than I thought." I know this sounds odd, but every possibility, about anything, these days, for me, is "Win-win" - since . . . well, I can no longer identify a worst-case-scenario, if you know what I mean. Quoting myself to say: Heard from doc. There is a "solid-looking area," but it has "benign characteristics" and it is where I had the cyst drained in 2008, so they believe it to be benign tissue due to the former cyst (I am not using the official wording exactly here - don't really remember it). Anyhow, I have to go back for another ultrasound in six months. So: whoo and hoo - all seems well. Wonderful news, Spring!
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Dec 9, 2010 15:12:56 GMT -5
Can't wait to see the pics! Oliver sounds like a cutie pie. Any special reason for the name? I wanted a mature human sounding name, but one that could be shortened to something fun to say. So we can call him Ollie. I was quite torn between lots of different names, actually. I had thought for a long time that the next boy dog I had would be named George. I just liked the thought of calling a dog George. ;D But he just didn't seem like a George. There were other names I liked, such as Rupert, Eli, Fozzie, Gonzo, Loki, Monkey Boy . . . . but Oliver is what stuck. My mom says we should officially name him "Sir Oliver McSnorts-A-Lot." With his smushed up nose he's a snorter. You are not helping me in my pathological need for a puppy. Julia, puppy, puppy, puppy!
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Post by SpringSummers on Dec 9, 2010 16:03:46 GMT -5
Okay, here's some pics: Marshall, being the grumpy old man that he's always been: <snip> Marshall is a smart doggie. It looks like, if he could talk, he'd be saying, "Mommy Monnie, why oh why did you bring that abomination into my house??" Oliver is a real cutie-pie. I'm sure he is a handful right now though - with the chewing and the bathroom training and the general bouncing off the walls - but with that much cuteness going for you, you can get away with a lot. Hugs to you and your critters!
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Post by SpringSummers on Dec 9, 2010 16:04:32 GMT -5
NEWS! Allie will be going to D.C. to work for International Justice Mission. I don't have any other details because the unnatural child did not forward me the official email. But she did call from work. And apologized for moping around the house for the past 3 days. Now, being Allie, she's all sad about moving away. It's the same length of time as she spent in Brazil -- and a whole lot closer! Although, where she is going to live for 5 months I have no clue. IJM doesn't actually list it's address on the website because of the work they do with slavery and abuse. So this is a temporary assignment? It sounds very interesting - congrats to Allie.
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Post by Onjel on Dec 9, 2010 16:20:59 GMT -5
Okay, here's some pics: Marshall, being the grumpy old man that he's always been: He quickly learned that if he jumped up on the furniture he'd be safe from the trauma of the puppy: >snipped, sigh< Annnd, here's Oliver: >snipped again, sorry< Awwwwwww! So darling! I'm very happy for you all.
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